January. Very slight recollection of this month. Actually, make that zero recollection.
February. Was it a leap year? No.
March. Coming as it usually does straight after February, March was otherwise unremarkable. In a surprise move, 2008 sees March instead coming just ahead of April.
April. Cited by Martin Amis’ narrator in The Rachel Papers as the coolest month, and by TS “anagram of toilets” Eliot as the cruellest, April was in fact, to the best of my recollection, the warmest month of 2007. Most people looking over their flooded gardens in July thought nostalgically of this month. Why don’t we move the school holidays to April/May instead of July/August?
May. This saw the beginning of my 6-week second school experience, which I did not enjoy. I therefore did not enjoy May.
June. Or June.
July. Wet. Went to France.
August. Came back from France.
September. Better weather than July/August. Back to work.
October. Better weather than July/August.
November. Although it was only last month, I don’t remember much about this month.
December. Turned 45. Had no money all month. Still haven’t been paid!! Have I mentioned how much I hate chrissmass?
Where does it all go, eh? Is High Plains Drifter on tomorrow night perchance?
Filed under: Climate, Family, France, autobiography, climate change, omens and portents
I have been reading your blog for several months and thoroughly enjoy it. I hope 2008 contains even more happy memories for you!
This is the first time I have ever commented on any blog – can you tell?
Thanks Lucie, welcome. I read a lot of blogs without leaving comments. As for memories, I suppose I might get mine back if I stopped blogging, which seems to be a substitute for remembering things.
Have a great ‘08! regards, rashbre
Blogging as a substitute for memory?! No in my case that would be the reminder function of my phone/calendar on my work computer without which I can forget to even have lunch… I can however JUST about manage a post-event diary write up… Doesn’t always get online mind…